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"Paris in Spring” by Sara Teasdale
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4 minutes
Released:
Jan 18, 2020
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"Paris in Spring” by Sara Teasdale The city's all a-shining Beneath a fickle sun, A gay young wind's a-blowing, The little shower is done. But the rain-drops still are clinging And falling one by one -- Oh it's Paris, it's Paris, And spring-time has begun. I know the Bois is twinkling In a sort of hazy sheen, And down the Champs the gray old arch Stands cold and still between. But the walk is flecked with sunlight Where the great acacias lean, Oh it's Paris, it's Paris, And the leaves are growing green. The sun's gone in, the sparkle's dead, There falls a dash of rain, But who would care when such an airComes blowing up the Seine? And still Ninette sits sewing Beside her window-pane, When it's Paris, it's Paris, And spring-time's come again. xx Atticus@atticuspoetry www.atticuspoetry.com
Released:
Jan 18, 2020
Format:
Podcast episode
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